Mysterious world, I can change my destiny

Chapter 213 Martial Arts Dou Dao Technique, Qi and Blood Break the Altar

Take your life!

As soon as these four words were exported.

The fierce evil spirit seemed to soar into the sky.

It turned into a terrifying dark cloud and pressed down!

Whoohoo!
That strong momentum rushed into the house like a wind dragon roaring, and rose out of thin air like a stormy sea.

Crackling, most of the living candles placed on the altar's octagon were extinguished immediately.

The weird candle flame shook violently, bursting out a large group of lights.

"discipline……"

The look of horror appeared on Mr. Er's face uncontrollably.

He never expected this kid to be so bold.

He actually broke into Bingmasi's battalion to kill people!
And don't hide your identity!

Do you really think that once you enter the Black Dragon Terrace, you can be lawless in Tianjing City?

Give Liangguo government the handle!
I think Ao Jing is still trying his best to protect him?

Countless distracting thoughts rushed to the surface.

Clang!
Gold and iron tremble!

The blade trembled and shook endlessly!
Brazenly interrupting Mr. Er's meaningless thoughts.

Ji Yuan's eyes were slightly cold, and he locked on the face of surprise, surprise, and disbelief, and said with a smile:

"Ji this time! I made a special trip to send you on your way!"

Such an arrogant mud leg!

Where do you get your confidence from?

Mr. Er felt absurd in his heart.

Sergeant Sergeant!
The slave of the Duke's Mansion!
All here!

How do you take my life?

He stared blankly at the young Baihu from Beizhen Fusi, his eyes were stern.

There is an inexplicable power to judge good and evil, and to judge life and death, which makes people unbelievable!

Rumble!
Ji Yuan didn't care about other people's opinions, he took a deep breath, as if reflecting the thunder rolling away from the sky.

The internal organs glow with luster, and the majestic energy fills the limbs and bones.

The white python flying fish suit clings to the body, the spine of the dragon bends like a bow, and turns to tighten and straighten.

boom!
Step down!
The whole house shook again, almost collapsing.

While the corners of his clothes were being rolled up, Ji Yuan took a heavy step.

Like a rampant land dragon elephant, its tall and straight figure savagely tore through the boundless airflow.

The thick white waves roared and rushed, crowding in all directions.

The dots of emerald green flames all dimmed together.

I saw deep ravines being plowed out of the compacted ground, and large pieces cracked and flew around like rain.

In an instant, it was too late to finish breathing, and the sharp sword light like a horse was approaching Mr. Er.

too fast!
The sinewy physique and the vigorous energy and blood of the dragon elephant pushed the extremely fast and fierce blade.

The cold murderous intent poured over the sky and covered the sky!

Leave no room for reaction!
chi chi chi-

The knife cuts through the skin.

But it seems to be cut in the air.

Inexplicably gave birth to a weird feeling of being powerless.

Paper figurine surrogate death technique?
Ji Yuan narrowed his eyes, and saw a hand-sized humanoid paper-cut divided into two halves.

It is smeared with bright red color, which looks like blood.

The contours of the facial features are vivid.

On the back was written a big black character, Yuan!
"As expected of a fifth-rank Qi trainer."

The moment the momentum of beheading subsided, a slight chill emerged from his heart.

Ji Yuan was fearless in his heart, and his footsteps stopped.

The knife light in mid-air suddenly exploded, turning out a sharp arc!
The Second Mr. who appeared behind him jumped up and down, scared to death.

This mud leg has such a keen spiritual sense!
The fingers pinching the formula quickly flicked, turning like a wheel, and a paper figurine flew out of the big sleeve immediately.

hum!
The knife light suddenly exploded!

It is like a dancing electric snake piercing the vast night outside the house.

Directly chop the dead paper man into pieces!
Eloquently flying like a butterfly.

"Five ghosts move... This traitor still has two little ghosts left.

One is a rich ghost, who transforms evil spirits into attacking attacks, and the other is a wealthy ghost... who moves energy. "

Ji Yuan's heart was like a mirror, and he searched for the whereabouts.

He learned from the mouth of the dead qi ghost that every little ghost refined by Mr. Er has unpredictable methods.

One is to impose bad luck, the other is to fix the latent image, the other is to reverse the mind, the other is to kill evil spirits, and the other is to protect the body and life.

As long as the dharma altar is set up in advance, the combined efforts of the five ghosts are enough to deal with the masters of the four realms.

Especially the last refined ghost, who moved his energy to the paper doll, and died as a substitute at a critical moment.

Extremely difficult!

"Fortunately, this traitor thinks too much of himself. He scattered the five ghosts and dispatched them, revealing a big flaw!"

Ji Yuan took the lead in beheading the angry ghosts, and then cut off the drunkards and lecherous ghosts.

The purpose is to break this person's important arm and increase his chances of winning.

It's a pity that the ghosts who are best at protecting their lives are still there, and the rich ghosts who are hiding still have more power to fight.

In addition, this dharma altar spewed inspiration, which made Mr. Er occupy the home field, and it was a bit easier to perform the spell.

The outcome is yet to be known.

"Break the altar first!"

Ji Yuan made a decisive decision, and swept his long saber across, cutting towards the three-foot-high five-color wooden platform.

clang!
Gold and iron symphony!

Harsh sound waves swept through.

It turned out to be like splitting heavy iron.

The blade only penetrated less than half an inch.

Didn't cut it off completely!

"Even the sharp weapon level, the Xiuchun Knife, which can break through three layers of armor, is so difficult."

Ji Yuan's heart moved slightly, a little surprised.

"Hahaha! You ignorant and fearless mud leg, you really don't know much!

Don't you know how the dharma altar takes root in the ground, the weather is in the top, and the veins in the ground are in the bottom, how can it be easily broken by others! "

After the initial panic passed, and seeing the paper figurine avoid Ji Yuan's ultimate move twice, Mr. Er regained his confidence, as if he had the chance to win.

With a flash of his figure, he stood on a corner of the altar, mocking and laughing undisguisedly.

Although it is said that this world is not as prosperous as the ancient Qi Dao.

Qi practitioners can evolve wind and thunder while shouting.

To absorb inspiration and cultivate mana, there is no need for cumbersome altar rituals.

But by relying on foreign objects, it can also exert a few percent of its power.

As long as the dharma altar is [-]% complete, the rituals will last a lifetime.

Waiting for Ruoxiong City to stand upright and solid, it is difficult to damage it by ordinary means.

"Ji Jiulang! You forced your way into the soldiers and horses with a knife. It seemed that you were decisive in killing and leaving no future troubles, but in reality you put yourself in danger. If you are not careful, you will be doomed!
It only takes a moment, and this place will be surrounded by groups. At that time, if you violate the king's law, you will inevitably be interrogated by the three judges! "

Mr. Er's figure flickered and brought out seven or eight afterimages, like a body clone technique.

Heart attacking words containing sarcasm came from everywhere, forming a huge echo, and the specific direction could not be discerned.

This kind of means and ability, compared with the martial arts of blood and blood, which is more important than killing, adds a bit of mystery.

If an uninformed layman sees it, I'm afraid it will really be fooled, thinking that he has bumped into a god or demon.

"Your paper figurines are endless? Infinite ideas?"

Ji Yuan stared coldly, unaffected at all, and said with a contemptuous smile:

"If not, I will definitely die tonight!"

His eyes were one red and the other blue, piercing through the changes of reality and reality, and vaguely glimpsed the flow of energy in the altar.

The three-foot wooden platform serves as the center of the circle, like densely packed invisible silk threads.

The strong yin, earth, evil, and blood are mixed together, like an indestructible barrier covering the altar without damage.

"The wax of the living and the oil of the dead are the medium of rituals for the harmony of heaven and earth..."

If Ji Yuan realized something, the fifteen fates of Huang Tian Dao Tu shone brightly, and suddenly burst out the dazzling light of Ziqing meeting each other.

Like the majestic blood of a huge oven, it condenses into a billowing red flame that penetrates the hair membrane.

A frightening heat rose violently, lighting up the room with dazzling light.

"What are you going to do?"

Such a change was unexpected.

Mr. Er was startled first, and then shocked.

Turning to tearing his eyes, it seems that he can't believe it.

Where did this muddy leg come from?

How many pills have you knocked?

To destroy the altar with brute force!Forcibly using martial arts to break the way!
Why should he! ?

When his thoughts flashed, Mr. Er, who was in a wide robe and sleeves, sensed that something was wrong, and raised his hand to shake the paper figurines off the sky.

Bite the tip of his tongue again, and spit out a mouthful of bright red blood!

In an instant, dozens of paper figurines seemed to have souls.

The traced eyebrows and eyes fluctuate and change, making a ferocious look, choosing and devouring people.

This is the method of refining evil spirits of the rich ghosts. They usually use human skulls, heart blood and other filthy dead things to absorb all kinds of evil spirits.

When it's time to fight, draw it and use it directly to fill the gap between Qi practitioners' spells.

It has to be said that this second gentleman was able to become the guest secretary of the Duke of Liang's mansion because he really had a few tricks.

Those dozens of blood-red paper figurines were like a pack of wolves attacking.

The evil spirit turned into a large wave of evil wind and evil clouds, covering his head!
If it were any other second realm of Tongmai, it would definitely not be able to stop it.

Because these paper figurines not only devour energy and blood, but also spit out evil spirits to suppress the flesh.

It is extremely difficult to press down like mountains!

According to legend, in ancient times, gods and demons fought each other, competing to move mountains and seas.

It's not really moving mountains, rocks and sea water, but moving the infinite evil spirit in them.

This Taoism comes from this.

For more than a dozen years, Mr. Er relied on the paper humanism technique of controlling both profit ghosts and rich ghosts at the same time.

I have killed many powerful warriors, many of them have changed blood three realms, and I thought to myself that it would be no problem to trap this muddy leg of Liaodong!
"Tips for carving insects!"

Ji Yuan's eyes flashed, and he knew the abnormality of the paper figurine.

But he has achieved six qi channels, which are integrated and condensed all over the body.

The depth of the savings is far beyond Mr. Er's imagination.

What's more, now the spirituality of Ye Youshen is reflected and blessed on his body.

How could you be afraid of the shadowy paper figurine?
"Patience is as unmoving as the earth, and deliberation is as deep as a secret treasury!"

The fourteen-character mantra flowed through the heart, and the hundred and eight thousand pores in Ji Yuan's body suddenly opened, and the qi and blood that had condensed into red flames erupted.

boom!
The momentum is overwhelming!

The mass of blood red turned into scorched black!
Dozens of paper figurines turned into ashes in the blink of an eye!
"This...how is it possible!"

Mr. Er's face was pale, as if he had been backlashed.

My heart ached so badly that I almost fell, my body wobbled, and I almost fell on my back.

"Why is there a trace of Divine Dao spiritual power in the qi and blood of the mud leg?
It's easy to break my paper humanity!Did he still practice the divine way? ! "

Mr. Er couldn't figure it out, and at the same time as thoughts emerged.

Ji Yuan is like a majestic majestic man surrounded by red flames, and finally pushes the arrogance of the tendon ribs and the powerful blessing of the dragon elephant to the limit.

Step down!
It was like a thunderbolt hit the ground!
The robe is agitated, and it seems to be inflated.

The white python on the chest glared and stretched its beard, protected by dragon and tiger spirit.

The pair of fine cowhide boots were torn and torn, turning into dust in an instant.

Terrifying vigor fell like heavy thunder, and the dharma altar, which was connected with the yin energy of the earth's veins and thinned out, was crumbling, and a bloody mask appeared on the surface.

After holding on for less than three breaths, there was a cracking sound of "click, click".

It was as if the eggshell was crushed and completely collapsed!

The five-color wooden platform immediately toppled and exploded into a large group of debris.

The white wax of the copper lamp melted into a thick paste, and the solid altar that could withstand the attack of Dacheng was broken with the flick of a finger!

not only that!

It was as if hundreds of barrels of lightning exploded at the same time.

The whole house was completely leveled.

The rammed yellow mud walls on all sides were impacted by the aftermath, and instantly collapsed, turning into billowing smoke and dust.

Several supporting thick beams snapped, and the roof that was supposed to fall was blown away by that terrifying force.

Within a radius of fifty steps, the rain-soaked ground sank, sinking more than an inch.

The endless sludge and water droplets all bounced up, and then were shaken into a shattered mist.

The scorching blood is like a stove about ten feet high, evaporating the rain curtain all over the sky, making a chi-chi sound!
A large puff of white smoke filled the air, just covering the eyes of everyone who had heard the sound.

"What a terrifying strength! What a tyrannical physique!"

Fifth Master, who was wearing cotton armor, didn't care to wipe off the water droplets on his face, rolled his throat a few times, and murmured.

If he faced such an opponent, he might not be able to move at all, and his head would be wrung out!
"Send the sentinel rocket! It is definitely a master of blood exchange!"

The big man with a dark face said quickly.

"If the Grand Master's grand guest dies in the Bingma Division, we're afraid we'll all be punished!"

Fifth Master's eyes narrowed a little, and through the gradually dissipating smoke and dust, he caught a glimpse of an official robe patch.

He took a deep breath, waved his hands quickly and said:
"It seems to be from the Beizhen Fusi Yamen... a hundred households? Flying fish clothes... Jia Yuci White Python... is that one!"

The burly man with a dark face was taken aback for a moment, and stopped when he was about to take the fire.

There is only one Fusi in Beizhen, and he is dressed in white python flying fish among a hundred households!

It was a gift from a sage, specially awarded to those who are loyal to the country.

After the prince supervised the country, he was rarely seen.

"Ji Jiulang... wants to kill the grand guest of the Duke's Mansion! Has he eaten the guts of a bear?"

The soldiers and horses patrolling the battalion nicknamed "Five Masters" still couldn't believe it.

In the past, I heard that this young man was arrogant and domineering.

He only treats it as an anecdote after dinner, and often laughs it off.

After meeting the Lord tonight, I realized that the rumors in the market were not exaggerated.

Wearing the official uniform of the imperial court grandly, forcibly breaking into the soldiers and horses to attack and kill the guests of the Duke's mansion.

Since the Jing Dynasty established the country, Ji Jiulang has been number one.

"I said... at least he got a night clothes..."

The dark-faced man smiled wryly.

Even though he respected this young Baihu from Liaodong very much in his heart, it was impossible to turn a blind eye and allow Ji Yuan to murder.

"Wait for a while, that big guest is a Qi trainer, and even a fierce slave of the Duke's Mansion... It is still unclear who is strong and who is weak."

Fifth Master hesitated a little, if he sent out sentry rockets to capture Ji Yuan, would he make Fusi Beizhen bear his grudges in the future?
I only receive a monthly salary of a few taels of silver, so why work hard?
If you don't do it, you can't make a mistake. It's best to have no merit or demerit.

Sitting on the mountain and watching the tiger fight is!
When the black-faced man heard this, he immediately understood, and quickly stopped the rest of the brothers.

"What a Ji Jiulang! You Liaodong barbarian have such a good physique! Such a good figure!"

The second gentleman's resentful voice sounded out of nowhere, the hatred of wanting to sleep on his skin and eat his flesh made the sergeants of the soldiers and horses shudder down their backs.

"Break my dharma altar, kill my little devil, and destroy my ten-year cultivation in one fell swoop! You are really ruthless, and you are a scourge!"

Mr. Er's paper figurines were not cut out casually.

First of all, it is necessary to take the blood color of the skull of a living person and mix it into a paint to increase the ferocity.

Secondly, use the technique of moving ghosts to move energy, and infuse a portion of the energy that I have cultivated into it every day.

Finally, within a hundred days, the essence and blood are poured to nourish the spirituality.

This period cannot be interrupted once, otherwise you will have to start all over again.

The dozens of blood-colored paper figurines he spilled out were equivalent to ten years of qi training.

But for a moment, everything was destroyed, how could he not be angry?How can you not hate?
"If there are any tricks, you might as well use them together."

Ji Yuan raised his arms to clamp the blade, and wiped off the filthy air stained on it.

Ye Youshen's spirituality still exists, like opening his eyes to scan a hundred steps around, searching for the trace of Mister Er.

The altar was damaged, and the opponent could no longer cast spells to his heart's content.

In the harsh environment where the wits are scarce, it doesn't take a few times for the paper figurine to take the place of death.

For him, the outcome is decided.

"Vulgar martial artist, I really think of myself as some kind of arrogance!"

In the scattered smoke and dust, Mr. Er drove the slick rich ghost to continuously draw evil spirits.

"I want you to learn tonight, what is the Taoism of the Immortal Family!"

His five fingers were like hooks, and he plunged into the soul body suddenly, and the thick blood radiated around his body, like a fierce god.

"My lord, forgive me..."

The rich ghost howled.

"Shut up! Since you are a slave! You should do your best for my master!"

Mr. Er is resolute in heart and never gives up.

Lost the five little ghosts, the worst thing is to practice again.

The most important thing is to save my life and drag this mud leg to death!

Therefore, he transported the five ghosts against the luck, wiped out the rich ghosts, and deprived them of the ability to refine evil spirits.

hum!
As fast as thunder, the sword light kills.

Mr. Er wiped the blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth, and swiped it out with his hands!
Boom!
Hong Zhong exploded dully like a big Lu.

His undeniable martial arts cultivation base, and his ordinary physical body refined internally and externally.

Unexpectedly, he shook the Xiuchun knife and succeeded in taking it!
　ps: It’s not broken chapters. The main thing is that I can’t finish writing before twelve o’clock. I will send [-] yuan first to avoid absence~
ps2: I will definitely finish work tonight~
　
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